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Daddy and Kayla had a fun evening camp out at Camp "Come As a Kid or Don't Come At All". It was a fun time for them to enjoy being together. They hiked, and ate, and talked and ate, and slept and ate!
We finally got a family picture taken at Sears. Kayla doesn't like it because she says her head looks too big. Come to think of it, I actually have a really small head! Ah, well, what can you do? I look at this picture in disbelief of the beautiful family God has given me. I am truly blessed.

David was given an hour of AVT therapy through the school district. I am very excited and hopeful as to how it will help David with his speech and listening skills. Praise God it is only 15 minutes from our house and it is free for us. Also the gal who runs it is very caring and very motivated to help us help David. I am so grateful for this hour a week. It seems like we have been waiting forever for something like this for David.



David has proved to be quite a hunter.

Here is a picture of his first kill!:

Caution, not for the faint of heart!

NOTE: Dead fly on Window seal!

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